Ash...
When you realise your mouth tastes like the rancid water that is rinsed from a Guiness soaked ashtray being left out in the sun too long, its time to stop.
posted by Marmoset at
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Ponderings of an ex-neuro(tic)scientist destined for greater things in life. Like becoming a Gay Disillusionment Lawyer or Multimillionaire Environmental Policy Implementor. I remain deluded...
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